Tales of the events, both real and imagined, thoughts, ponderings, some deep and some shallow, observations and the like as experienced by a girl, who was born in the north, grew up in the west, moved to the east and currently lives in the south.
5.31.2006
My Dad is Famous!
Ramesh Krishnan, a senior staff engineer at ATK, said the demand for complicated, ever-more-exact virtual models and the need to solve increasingly complex physics problems require ever-smarter electronic brains. "We believe Linux Networx has the proven expertise in application tuning and system design we need to meet these sophisticated computational and visualization demands," he said.
You can read the whole article in the Salt Lake Tribune here.
L
P.S. I think it is funny that they quoted the phrase "ever-smarter electronic brains" I can hear my dad saying it now... :)
The World We Live In
5.30.2006
Zetterholm Weekend Adventures
Well, our weekend was full of activities, but also very relaxing, if that is possible. Here are a few of our weekend happenings:
- Tourist Baseball Game - we watched our favorite baseball team beat the socks off of the other team, we even managed to get a couple baseballs. :)
- Saw V for Vendetta at the Asheville Pizza & Brewing Co. a.k.a. the Brew & View (a hole in the wall pizza restaurant/movie theatre where movies are only $2!!)
- Drove up the Blue Ridge Parkway to Mt. Mitchell, the highest point east of the Mississippi, a whopping 6684 feet! (My parents house is at 5500, and it only goes up from there, just goes to show you the different between the blue ridge and the rocky mountains :). The picture above was taken from the top.
- Quickly left Mt. Mitchell before being eaten by 10 bazillion gnats.
- Stopped halfway home to shake the bugs out of my hair - looked like a freak to all who were watching.
- Grilled hotdogs and chicken at Drew's parent's house.
- Watched Return To Me... sigh, I love that movie.
- Organized my pantry, anybody need 12 cans of chicken broth? How about garbonzo beans?
- Almost finished reading John Adams by David McCullough. If you haven't read it, you really should. But be prepared to sit for a while. :)
- Slept in until 9 o'clock in the morning!
- Washed Sheets.
- Helped my brother make amazing hamburgers with fried onions and horseradish sauce... and red potato wedges.... yummy!!! (Jen, I would rather eat my calories than drink them).
- Stayed out of the 90 degree/100% humidity weather.
L
5.28.2006
I've Been Tagged...
1. I Hate The Word MOIST. It just sounds nasty. I don't like to use it, and it makes me cringe when other people do.
2. I Clean to Relieve Stress. So right now, I am not stressed so my house is messy... (although most people wouldn't label it messy.) I hate clutter also. I like things clean, but the more stressed I am the more clean my house is. In college, my room was always pristine. :)
3. I Do NOT Like Words That Begin With The Letter "P." Purse, pleasure, persuasion. Ick, ick ick. I don't like them, don't use them and don't like it when other people do.
4. I am a Car Freak. I don't know another way to describe it. I inherited it, first of all, from my dad & second because my first car demanded it. I must have the radio off, and the ac/heat off before the car is turned off because "it drains the battery if you don't" (I can hear my dad saying) I also try and never use my breaks more than necessary. I can still hear my dad when driving down the canyon, "Now Leah, adjust your speed so that you can just take your foot off the gas to slow the car down, don't use the breaks and don't go above 2 1/2 rpm." It didn't help that my first car was an OLD jeep that was pathetic and needed every little bit of help it could get, so it all mattered. And I haven't grown out if it.
5. Don't Steal My Food!! It really really bugs me when people take food off my plate. If you ask, I will be more than willing to share, but DO NOT TAKE IT WITHOUT ASKING. It has been rumored that I have stabbed people with a fork and dumped a glass of water on people for taking food off of my plate without asking...
6. I LOVE shopping for Toothbrushes! And for toothbrushes only. I hate buying clothes and trying things on, but I love looking for toothbrushes... it drives Drew nuts. :) I could look for hours. I also like shopping for most personal hygiene items, but everything else I despise.
So there you go. Now you know all of my weird habits... or at least enough to scare you. :)
L
Ta Da!!!
5.25.2006
The Front Porch
Tour Continued...
Let us head up the stairs (between the living room at the front of the house and the family room at the back), my brother wants to use the area at the back, under the landing, as a doggy house, I told him that as long as he is willing to crawl in when the dog messes in there that it is fine with me... he let go of his doggy-house dream rather quickly:
So, here we are at the top of the stairs looking back down:

If you turn to the left, you look out the front of the house, there is a little landing, with a window to the front and a 2-story foyer. There is a bedroom to the left, and one to the right, we are debating whether or not to replace the 2x4 with a real railing, the 2x4 has a nice rustic appeal:

If you come up the stairs and look straight ahead you will see a great abyss. But hopefully tomorrow there will be a hallway to a 2nd bathroom and the bonus room... but until then, we are not allowed to have anyone remotely suicidal on the 2nd floor:

And if you turn to the right, you walk into the Master Bedroom (no there won't be a fireplace) and to the left there will be a closet and bathroom, but it not interesting enough to warrant a picture, so here you go:

And that is all for now folks.
L
5.18.2006
Slowly But Surely...

So, you can see them working on the garage, and then there is the window for the dining room, and then the front door and on the far right is the living room window.
In the one below, I am standing with my back almost to the back wall looking left into the family room, the fireplace is in the middle of the room, with the window facing the back, the stairs are on the right.

And here is the picture from the same spot looking right, there is a hallway that leads to a study/bedroom. The laundry/mud room is to the left and a bathroom to the right, and all of it is behind the garage.

And finally, looking forward. You can see a little of the living room on the far left, the front door straight ahead (behind the scaffolding) and the dining room at the front of the house on the right, and then the gatorade bottle is sitting in the middle of the kitchen. :)

And finally, I didn't take a picture of it, but it I were to turn around I would be falling 2 stories (or, as my brother puts it "a 3 second spit distance") out of the opening for the french doors onto the non-existant deck.
I hope you enjoyed the little 1st floor tour of our house, check back (Lord willing) early next week for the second floor tour.
L
5.17.2006
5.16.2006
I Love Dave Barry
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Recently, I had a simple, foolproof idea for eliminating the drug problem in this country. It came to me while I was making spaghetti sauce. I use an ancient Italian spaghetti sauce recipe that has been handed down through many generations of ancient Italians, as follows:
1. Buy some spaghetti sauce.
2. Heat it up.
Sometimes I add some seasoning to the sauce, to give it a dash of what the Italians call joie de vivre (literally, ingredients). I had purchased, from the supermarket spice section, a small plastic container labeled ''Italian Seasoning.'' My plan was to open this container and sprinkle some seasoning into the sauce.
Already I can hear you veteran consumers out there chortling in a good-natured amusement.
''You complete moron,'' you are chortling. ``You actually thought you could gain access to a product protected by modern packaging?''
Yes, I did, and I certainly learned my lesson. Because it turns out that Italian seasoning has joined the growing number of products that, For Your Protection, are packaged in containers that you cannot open unless you own a home laser cannon.
This trend started with aspirin. Years ago -- ask your grandparents -- aspirin was sold in bottles that had removable caps. That system was changed when consumer-safety authorities discovered that certain consumers were taking advantage of this loophole by opening up the bottles and -- it only takes a few ''bad apples'' to spoil things for everybody -- ingesting aspirin tablets.
So now aspirin bottles behave very much like stinging insects in nature movies, defending themselves against consumer access via a multilevel security system:
1. There is a plastic wrapper to keep you from getting at the cap.
2. The cap, which is patented by the Rubik's Cube company, cannot be removed unless you line an invisible arrow up with an invisible dot while rotating the cap counterclockwise and simultaneously pushing down and pulling up.
3. In the unlikely event that you get the cap off, the top of the bottle is blocked by a taut piece of extremely feisty foil made from the same impenetrable material used to protect the Space Shuttle during atmospheric re-entry.
4. Underneath the foil is a virtually unremovable wad of cotton the size of a small sheep.
5. As a final precaution, there is no actual aspirin underneath the cotton. There is only a piece of paper listing dangerous side effects, underneath which is ...
6. ... a second piece of paper warning you that the first piece of paper could give you a paper cut.
Even this may not be enough security for the aspirin of tomorrow. At this very moment, packaging scientists are working on an even more secure system, in which the entire aspirin container would be located inside a live sea urchin.
With aspirin leading the way, more and more products are coming out in fiercely protective packaging designed to prevent consumers from consuming them. My Italian Seasoning container featured a foil seal and a fiendish plastic thing that I could not remove with my bare hands, which meant, of course, that I had to use my teeth. These days, you have to open almost every consumer item by gnawing on the packaging. Go to any typical consumer household and you'll note most of the products -- food, medicine, compact discs, appliances, furniture -- are covered with bite marks, as though the house is infested with crazed beavers. The floor will be gritty with little chips of consumer teeth. Many consumers are also getting good results by stabbing their products with knives. I would estimate that 58 percent of all serious household accidents result from consumers assaulting packaging designed to improve consumer safety.
Anyway, I finally gnawed my seasoning container open, no doubt activating a tiny transmitter that triggered an alarm in some Spice Security Command Post (WHEEP! WHEEP! WHEEP! INTRUDER GAINING ACCESS TO ITALIAN SEASONING IN SECTOR 19!). While I was stirring my spaghetti sauce, it occurred to me that if we want to eliminate the drug problem in this country, all we have to do is:
1. Make all drugs completely legal and allow them to be sold in supermarkets (''Crack? Aisle 6, next to the Sweet ''n Low.'' ).
2. Require that the drugs be sold in standard consumer packaging. My reasoning is that if physically fit, clear-headed consumers can't get into these packages, there's no way that strung-out junkies could.
Eventually, they would give up trying to get at their drugs and become useful members of society, or at least attorneys.
I realize that some of you may have questions about this plan. Your most likely concern is: ``If dangerous and highly addictive narcotics are sold freely in supermarkets, will the packages be required to have Nutritional Facts labels, like the ones that now helpfully inform consumers of the protein, carbohydrate, vitamin A, vitamin C, calcium and iron content of products such as Cool Whip Lite?''
Of course they will. Even though, if my plan works as expected, an addict would be unable to consume his heroin purchase, he still has a vital right to know, as an American consumer, that if he did consume it, he'd be getting only a small percentage of his Minimum Daily Requirement of dietary fiber.
This is just one of the many benefits we enjoy as residents of this Consumer Paradise. My head aches with pride.
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5.15.2006
The Graduate

I can't believe it has been two years to the day that I took this picture. In some ways it seems as if was a lifetime ago, and in other ways it seems as if it was yesterday. Either way, it signfies the close of a hard but rewarding chapter in our lives. I just pray that we continue to grow in our walk with the Lord, and in our love for one another, in the next two years as we have in the past two. L

5.14.2006
5.13.2006
5.12.2006
WALLS!!
Headache on the Outside
They are reroofing our office building today. It is like a HUGE POUNDING HEADACHE that lasts all day and won't stop with tylenol.
L
Moving Right Along...

Thanks to everyone's prayers, it only rained for 30 minutes yesterday! (There was 80% change both Wed and Thurs). They were able to get the first floor on, and Lord willing, the first floor walls will be going up today! You are looking at the right side fo the house, the front porch is the concrete that wraps around, and the jut-out above Ryan's head is the fireplace in the family room. L
5.11.2006
Taking Shape
Here is another reason our lives have been busier lately. I was beginning to think that we would NEVER move in, but in the past two weeks sooo much has happened. Here are a few pictures to catch you up on never-ending zetterholm house saga.
On 5-2 they placed the steel beams for the garage and porch...
And covered it with metal decking... Then on 5-7 they poured the concrete... and on 5-9 started Framing!!! :)
Now, there is actually something to see!!! The garage is on the left, and the porch wraps around from the garage to the side of the house. The front door will be in the middle of the porch. More pictures to come... as soon as it stops raining and they can start framing again. :-P
L
5.10.2006
Hurry Up & Wait
Friday: HURRY-UP and leave work, run home and pack so we can leave for Charlotte and WAIT 2 hours for Andrew to get home because he is caught in stopped traffic because of 3 separate accidents within 300 feet of each other.
Saturday: HURRY-UP and get to the airport and WAIT for Ryan to get off the plane.
Saturday Night: HURRY-UP and get downtown to find a parking spot and WAIT for an hour for a table at a restuarant.
Monday: HURRY-UP and pay for the concrete and WAIT while it drys, so they can begin framing.
Tuesday: HURRY-UP and get wood out to the site and WAIT while it rains for them to continue framing.
So, there you have a nutshell view of our weekend. More later... and here are a few pictures from our Saturday night hurry-up & wait session. :)
5.08.2006
5.02.2006
Leavin' On A Jet Plane

Micah left this morning for boot camp in Missouri. Please pray for him this summer. (He finishes mid-August...so he gets the 4 best possible months in missouri). I talked to him last night and asked if he was at all scared... and he said "no... I haven't had to to think about it, maybe I will on the plane tomorrow." L
To Hell In A Handbasket
Being the good wife that I am, I accompanied my husband to his book sale. He took to scanning the fiction tables and I wandered over to the biography bookshelves. I was harmlessly looking over the titles when a older tall white man, with an afro, and a mustard colored blazer began looking (...not just looking, he was on a hunt, as if his life depended on it)... and not only was he searching but he had enlisted 4 of the 5 library book sale staff to help him find biographies of female artists (which, go figure, included Jane Fonda) and a William Shakespeare Biography (which one of the staff had said he remembered putting on the shelf). He was EXTREMELY rude, and on more than one occasion would stand directly in front of me blocking my view of the books... and he was trying to get so many at once his arms were so full that he dropped them on my foot!
Well, I was not to be put off by his behavior and continued to look for books. As I was looking I found a beautiful hardback Williams Shakespeare biography just as I heard him say to one of his library helpers "NO, I don't want that version, I need a HARDBACK copy of Shakespeare's biography!!"
Well, I bought it. Yes, I will read it, but I bought it more just to make sure he didn't get it than that I actually wanted it. Perhaps I should repent, but I don't want to.
L












